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Yet I found something like a heart , But colors it , and corners had ; It was not good , it was not bad , It was entire to none , and few had part . As good as could be made by art It seemed ; and therefore for our losses sad , I meant ...
Yet I found something like a heart , But colors it , and corners had ; It was not good , it was not bad , It was entire to none , and few had part . As good as could be made by art It seemed ; and therefore for our losses sad , I meant ...
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Or if then thou gavest me all , All was but all which thou hadst then ; But if in thy heart since there be or shall New love created be by other men , Which have their stocks entire , and can in tears , In sighs , in oaths , and letters ...
Or if then thou gavest me all , All was but all which thou hadst then ; But if in thy heart since there be or shall New love created be by other men , Which have their stocks entire , and can in tears , In sighs , in oaths , and letters ...
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A heart as soft , a heart as kind , A heart as sound and free As in the whole world thou canst find , That heart I'll ... Bid that heart stay , and it will stay , To honor thy decree ; 10 10 Or bid it languish quite away , And it shall ...
A heart as soft , a heart as kind , A heart as sound and free As in the whole world thou canst find , That heart I'll ... Bid that heart stay , and it will stay , To honor thy decree ; 10 10 Or bid it languish quite away , And it shall ...
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Contents
THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY IN ENGLAND | 1 |
JOHN DONNE | 21 |
BEN JONSON | 76 |
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